Criminal Minds Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It could be minor crimes like stealing, fighting, destroying public property. People sent to the Crimson jail commit crimes against the moon laws, like summoning forbidden moon rituals or using hybrid powers to do evil. It made me wonder if my father was a hybrid and if he used his skills for evil. I remember the girl who read my mind when I was in the hospital. It felt creepy and I hoped I wouldn't encounter someone like that again.

Watch him bleed out while I explain exactly what he took from me. In other fantasies, I destroy him politically. Expose his corruption. Turn the pack against him. Make him packless and exiled like he made me. The fantasies are vivid. Satisfying. They keep me going when the silver poisoning gets bad and I want to give up. But they also make me feel guilty. Because wanting to murder your brother, even a brother who destroyed you, feels wrong. Like I'm becoming exactly what the Cage wants me to be. A violent, broken wolf who solves problems with brutality.

He was going to face the wrath of the wolf he’d wronged. The cabin came into view, and I skidded to a stop, my eyes narrowing at the flickering light within. Hartwell had led me to another cabin. Led me into a trap, no doubt, but it was a risk I was willing to take. For Kira, for Elysia, for all the innocents he’d harmed, I’d rip Hartwell’s heart out.

Waiting for Reaper to come and save me. I had been playing the damsel, hoping the big scary bikers would come and slay this dragon so I could be at peace. But the bikers were just different kinds of monsters, when it came down to it. My mind went away from the clubhouse, away from the smell of leather and the promise of violence, and back to my upcoming marriage and the white-walled prison. Caleb. The name didn't make me cry anymore. All that came was calculating anger. I closed my eyes, and the memories of the last few years weren't like attacks anymore… they were just… evidence. Like a courtroom.

“I have done some research and our dear Hannah Lamont is three months fresh out of a psychiatric hospital where she served three years after pleading insanity when charged with countless counts of rape involving minors aged four to sixteen, all of whom she claimed to be fostering.” “Ok, ora non mi sento così male per lei.” (Okay, now I don’t feel so bad for her.) Gia frowns. I stare down at her, fury burning inside me. People like her are the reason I turned into the atrocity I am today. I hate criminals, but rapists? I have a special kill structure for them. I always think of Luna and how she suffered at the hands of her Father until I killed him. I kick at her foot and Dom laughs, “È già m

My eyebrows which were raised in surprise came down when she began to speak. "Thank you. Thank you, Moon Goddess. There's no way I would've survived going back there." She whimpered and Rachel held her tighter. "Alpha. Alpha." My head guard, Darion called and my angry eyes- calmed by that memory- snapped to him. "The mole has been found, Alpha. I've just been mind linked by the team." He told me and my anger returned in full. "More details." "He is Festus of the Information Team, they found out he was working for Denver, the leader of the rogues."

“ You remember it all but you just don’t want to accept it, I know I get that feeling too… I felt the same way when I found out that my mate mated with a f*cking submissive, she could have done so much better than that gutless submissive wolf but she just had to do something to piss me off.” “ Or maybe she genuinely liked him,” said Thalia before she took another look at the basement, she knew that Cruz would not just capture her for no reason, there must be something more to this, now Thalia hoped that Carter would be able to sense her anxiety and come, he had to because she didn’t want to be left alone with someone as crazy as this man who dug her mother’s body out of her grave for god kno

The hunger clawed at my insides, my body trembling with weakness, but I clung to the thought like a lifeline. Because the rogues thought they were breaking me. But I was waiting. I was hoping that even a flicker of the bond would return. ********** Zaiden’s POV The forest had turned quiet. Everywhere my warriors and I searched, there was nothing but blood trails that ended too soon, scents deliberately crossed and muddled. The rogues were clever this time too clever. They were hiding. And they had my mate.

If he woke obsessed with her again She would use it. Not as a wife. Not as a victim. As someone who now understood the power of desire, obsession, and leverage. And God, she remembered that man’s obsession. Pure hunger wrapped in ice. Eyes that devoured while pretending to judge. Hands that shook when they touched her yet claimed they didn’t care. She had drowned in it once. She would not drown again. Her phone buzzed in her pocket. She glanced down. Unknown Number: “Mr. Adrian is being taken to St. Haven’s Emergency. Are you on your way?”

unsurly. "It was Chris..okey okey I will tell you because I don't want you to die peacefully. Long story short….." "Your buddy Chris wanted your sister Ana.. To make you help him with money, but she denied him , Chris was in dire need of money , So he decided to ask for your sister Ana but like a brother like a sister she rejected him straight. Poor boy….That angered him then he came to me. As usual, I asked him for a girl for myself also for security and he agreed . He called your sister to apologize and she came . He kidnapped her and sold her to me . I took good care of her, even my men. Such a good friend I am ? But she angered me by tried to stab me ….Come on ….I am in fucking mafia man